"Mama?"
Kieran's voice rang through Brynn's dark, clouded mind as she turned back to look at her son, who was tugging on her skirt, his round eyes filled with worry.
"Mama, who was that? She didn’t seem nice like Macy or Alyssa," he said, and Brynn bent to pick him up.
For one, Kieran's intuition had always been strong, even though he was still a child. He hardly got comfortable with people, and Talia was a clear example that she wasn’t good news.
"I'm back!" Alyssa's voice rang through the garden as she came back with a towel, but she paused when she saw Brynn's crestfallen face, which made her frown. "What happened here?"
"A mean lady came," Kieran said to Alyssa, and her smiley features slowly turned sour and annoyed. "Was it Talia?" She asked Brynn, but Brynn just smiled and becko
